I opened my eyes slowly and started looking around, I was in my bathroom. I tried moving my hands and feet by my hands were handcuffed to the showerhead and my feet were bound together. "Great. . ." I mumbled. Trevor entered the bathroom and gave me a smug look, "Well, well, well, look who's awake." I glared at him and watched as he walked around the room. "You shouldn't have done that, Jade. ." He sighed, "I was hoping we could be happy together." I laughed, "Happy? With you? Are you drunker than usual?"

"You know what? I've tried to make our relationship good but you just go and fuck it all up!"

"Oh, really? It's not my fault that you're a fucking controlling psychopath! I wish I had killed you when I first saw you at camp. And there's no way that anybody in their right mind would be with you."

He turned away from me and started to laugh hysterically, "You remember how Kira died, right?" He paused and turned around to face me, "Of course you do. . Why wouldn't you?" He made a pouty face and starting talking to me like I was a baby, "Do you want to know what really happened?"

My heart sank, "What did you do to her?! You piece of shit!"

He smiled and began playing with his knife, "I sacrificed her to some walkers so that I could live, of course." He leaned against the counter, "The only reason I kept her alive was so that it would seem like I was the good guy and maybe just maybe you would've come back to me."

"Why?" I managed to choke out.

He stepped close to me, "She was a little brat and I wanted to be with the old Jade! Everything was better until she came into our lives!"

My voice was shaky, "You're so pathetic. . . You know what. . ." I said, half smirking. "You know what you could do. . ?" I paused. "Eat me." I spat on his face, still half smirking.

He wiped the spit off of his face and turned to the counter. He started sharpening his knife, "Fine, have it your way then. Since you're not going to take me back then nobody will have you and you're going to suffer slowly, don't worry about that."

When he got done sharpening his knife he walked over to me. He smiled, put the knife behind my ear and started cutting. I began to scream out in pain as loud as I could, hoping someone would come to help me. After minutes of excruciating pain, I saw a figure behind him, it was Rick. Trevor didn't realize he was there until Rick had him in a choke hold and he had passed out. Rick found the keys to the handcuffs, uncuffed me and cut the bounds around my feet off. I fell into his arms, he held onto me tightly.

Rick set me on top of the counter when Shane appeared and saw the scene. "What the hell is goin' on?" He asked, he was wearing a towel and looked drunk. "Just. . . Just take Trevor to his room, okay?" Rick said. Shane nodded, picked up Trevor's body and left the room. Rick found band-aids, Neosporin, and a washcloth in the cupboard. He began to clean the cuts Trevor had made, they weren't too deep to cause much damage but maybe permanent scars. There were cuts all over my neck and over on my right shoulder. "How you holdin' up?" Rick asked as he started putting band-aids on the cuts. I shrugged, I opened my mouth but then closed it. Rick put his hand on my lap, "If you want to talk about anything you know I'm here for you. . Do you want me to stay with you?" I nodded, "Yes, please. . . I want you to stay with me," I whispered. We both went into the bedroom, Rick sat on the couch while I sat on the bed, drinking the big bottle of wine.

"You want some?" I asked, shaking the bottle in front of his face.

"Uh, sure. . ." He took a swig of it and then handed it back to me.

I was the only one really drinking, but Rick stayed even though we weren't talking that much. After a while of drinking I started to babble about random things, like how my life was before the outbreak happened, how happy I was, etc.

"Oh. . !" Rick said, pulling something out of his pocket. "I've been meaning to give you this." He handed me a folded up picture.

I opened up the picture to see that it was a picture of Kira and me, we were smiling and doing a goofy pose. "H-how did you get this. . . ?" I looked up at him, teary eyed.

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Well. . . I found it while we were at your house the first day we met. . ."

I got up from the bed and went over to the couch to hug Rick, "Thank you. . ." I whispered into his neck.

He rubbed my back, "No problem. ."

I sighed, put the picture on the end table and started chugging at the wine bottle, there was still a lot left. I stood in front of Rick and held out my hand. "Care to dance?" I asked, in a half-snobby-half-slurred tone.

He smiled, he couldn't believe what I was doing. "If only I had a camera," He thought to himself. "But there's no music?"

I grabbed his hand and pulled him up, "Just think of a song in your head, okay?"

He rolled his eyes and laughed, "Okay."

We started out dancing silly but after a few minutes it went to slow dancing, my hands were around his neck and his arms were around my waist. I kept his face in his chest, it comforted me to have him so close. I looked up at him and smiled, he looked down at me and smiled back. I was hesitant for a moment as I stepped on my tiptoes and slowly kissed him on the lips. He pushed me away, covered his mouth with his hand and looked at me shocked. When he pushed me I managed to stumble over my feet and land on the floor butt first.

"What was that for. . ?" I mumbled as I rubbed my butt.

"You can't just do that!" Rick yelled in a hushed whisper as he picked me up and sat me on the bed.

I started giggling like a schoolgirl, "But I couldn't help myself! Your lips just looked too kissable not to . . ."

He sighed in frustration, "Just. . . Just get some sleep." That's all he said before he left the room.

As soon as he shut the door I instantly felt lonely, I reached over to the end table to grab the picture. I stared at the picture for about a good ten minutes and put it back down. I started walking around my room as I kept chugging down the wine until it was all gone. As I made my way to my bed I stumbled over my feet and landed on the ground, frustrated I just laid there and cried until I fell asleep.

I opened my eyes then instantly squeezed them shut, my head was pounding and my mouth was dry. I sat up slowly and began rubbing my temples. "What the hell happened last night. . . ?" I mumbled to myself as I got up and went to the bathroom. When I looked at myself in the mirror I looked like shit. I grabbed a little plastic cup, filled it with water and chugged it down. I started washing my face with water and brushed out my hair. Once I thought I was decent enough to be seen by other people I went into the bedroom, grabbed the picture that Rick gave me last night and left the room.

As I walked down the halls to the dining area I tried to think about all that had happened last night. All that I knew that was Trevor cut me, Rick was there and he gave me a picture. When I made it into the dining area mostly everybody was sitting down and eating. I grabbed a plate and got myself some eggs and other things. I grabbed two pills and swallowed them down, in an effort to take away my hangover. I saw a free spot next to Rick so I decided to sit next to him, he seemed uncomfortable. "You okay, Rick?" I asked. He nodded, "Y-yeah. . Just hungover. ." I noticed he didn't make eye contact with me and kept his eyes on his food. I nodded slowly and started eating my food.

"Ah-hem." I heard a voice say. I looked up to see Lori, she was glaring down at me with a full plate of food.

"Yes?" I asked.

"You're in my spot." She snapped.

"Oh. . . okay." I got up from my spot and moved to a table all by myself. Lori had never done that to me and it shocked me. I looked down at my food and slowly ate it. I noticed a presence at my table and looked up, it was Lori. I sighed, "Yes. . ?"

"We need to talk."

"About. . ?"

"Just follow me."

I got up and followed her into a room where it was just the two of us. "What did you want to talk about. . ?"

She slammed her hand against the wall, "Why did you kiss my husband?"

I gave her a confused look, "W-what. . ?"

"You. Kissed. My. Husband!"

"When?"

"Last night!"

I tried to think about it and then reality hit me like a bus. I did kiss Rick last night! My face went red with embarrassment. "I-I didn't mean to! I was drunk last night. . . !"

"Whatever, just don't do it again. Or you will pay."

I rolled my eyes, "Can I go now?"

She glared at me, "Fine. . . But just know you're on some mighty thin ice."

I could feel her eyes as I left the room.

As I walked down the hall towards the dining area I heard voices. "Doctor I don't mean to slam you with questions first thing. . ." Dr. Jenner sighed, "But you will anyways." "We didn't come here for the eggs," Andrea said. Dr. Jenner sighed again, "Follow me. . ." When I entered the room everybody was up out of their chairs and following Dr. Jenner into another room, I hurried myself to Rick's side, "What's going on?" Rick looked down at me, looked back up and stayed silent for a moment, "I'm not sure. . . But Dr. Jenner is going to show us something." I felt like Rick didn't want to be around me so I decided to follow from behind everybody.

Dr. Jenner lead us into the room where we went in yesterday and introduced us to Vy. Dr. Jenner approached the computers and pushed a button, "Give me a playback of TS 19." "Playback of TS 19." Vy stated. Dr. Jenner looked around at all of us, "Few people ever got the chance to see this. . very few." I clapped my hands together, "Well aren't we special!" I said in a fake overly excited tone, but no one seemed to notice since their focus was on the screen. After it was done loading a video of a skull came up like from an x-ray. "Is that a brain?" Carl asked. "An extraordinary one," Dr. Jenner replied, smirking a bit. "Not that it matters in the end. . Take us in for the E.I.V.". "Enhanced internal view." Vy stated.

We all watched as the camera moved in deep into the brain. "What are those lights?" Shane asked. "It's a person's life," Dr. Jenner began, "experiences, memories, it's everything. Somewhere in all that organic wiring and all those ripples of light is you," He said, pointing at all of us, "the thing that makes you unique and human."

"You don't make sense ever?" Daryl asked.

"Those are synapses, electric pulses in the brain that carry all the messages. They determine everything a person says, does or thinks from the moment of birth. . till the moment of death."

Rick started stepping closer to Dr. Jenner, "Death? That's what this is? A vidual?"

"Yes. . ." He replied softly that you could barely hear, but then he spoke back up, "Or rather the playback of the vidual."

"This person died. . .?" Andrea questioned quietly. "Who. . ?"

"Test subject 19," Dr. Jenner replied. "Someone who was bitten, an infected, and volunteered to have us. . record the process. Vy, scan over to the first event."

"Scanning to first event." Vy stated.

We watched it fast forward and noticed that the brain started having black inside of it. "What is that. . ." Glenn asked.

"It invades the brain like meningitis. The agreeno glands hemorrhage, the brain goes into shutdown then the major organs." We all watched as the brain went fully black. "Then death. . Everything you ever were or ever will be. . . gone."

"Is that what happened to Jim?" Sophia asked, looking up at her mother.

"Yes. . ." Carol replied, softly.

I could feel the tears coming so I leaned against a desk, facing away from everyone as the tears began to come out of my eyes. "They lost somebody two days ago," Lori informed. "Their sisters. . ."

"I've lost somebody too I know how devastating it is. . ." Dr. Jenner said. It made me mad the way he talked about like it didn't even bother him. "Scan to the second event."

"Scanning to second event." Vy stated.

"The resurrection time is very wildly. We have reports of it happening in as little as 3 minutes. The longest we have heard of has been 8 hours. In the case of this patient it was 2 hours, 1 minute, and 7 seconds. ."

We watched the screen as a red light started flickering in the brain. "It restarts the brain. . ?" Lori questioned.

"No. . Just the brain stem. Basically it gets them up and moving."

"But they're not alive. . ?" Rick asked as he stepped closer to Dr. Jenner.

Dr. Jenner lifted his arm up towards the screen, "You tell me."

"It's nothing like before. . Most of that brain is dark."

"Dark, lifeless, dead. The frontal lobes, the neocortex, the human part doesn't come back, the you part. Just a shell driven by human instinct."

As we were watching the screen we watched as a gun was shot in the patient's head. "God. . . what was that. . ?" Carol asked.

"He shot his patient in the head," Andrea answered. "Didn't you." Andrea looked at Dr. Jenner.

"Vy power down the main screen and the workstations." Was all he said.

"Powering down main screen and workstations." Vy stated.

"You have no idea what it is, do you," I said.

"It could be microbial, viral, parasitic, fungal." Dr. Jenner said.

"Or the wrath of God," Jacqui said.

"There is that too. ."

"Somebody must know something," I said, stepping closer to Dr. Jenner. "Somebody. Somewhere."

"There are others. . . right?" Carol asked in a worried tone. "Other facilities?"

"There may be some," He answered. "People like me."

"But you don't know. How can you not know?!" Rick asked.

Dr. Jenner sighed, "Everything went down. Communications, directives, all of it. I've been in the dark for almost a month."

"So it's not just here. . there's nothing left anywhere. Nothing. That's what you're really saying, right?" I asked, tears in my eyes.

He said nothing.

"Oh my God. . ." I whispered as I leaned against the desk.

Daryl started walking around, "Man, I'm going to get shit faced drunk. Again."

"Dr. Jenner," Dale said, "I know this has been for you and I hate to ask ONE more question, but. . . that clock. . it's counting down. What happens at zero?"

"The. . . basement generators they run out of fuel."

"And then. . . ?" Rick asked.

He said nothing.

"Vy, what happens when the power runs out?"

"When the power runs out, facility-wide contamination will occur." Vy stated.

"T-Dog, Glenn, and Shane. Follow me." Rick ordered as he started running down the steps.